I’ve allowed the tide of life and its presentations and stimulations to place me in situations where I’ve experienced fear, anger, emotional pain, as well as joy and happiness. The choices I’ve made at times left me with a disbelief in The Creator, alone and lonely, embarrassed and sometimes ashamed. In questioning myself, in the midst of certain situations, I was unable to see the brilliant red rose among the weeds. Of course, during those good times (and thankfully, there are many, many, many good times and will continue to be more), I quickly, gladly and excitedly shared those joyous moments with family, friends and acquaintances. The days when the sun seemed the color of the abyss is what I kept inside and wept in solitude. As though it seems it happened in the blink of an eye, I know that it didn’t happen that way, I began to reveal the secret parts of my heart…as I recovered them. Stepping outside of solitude is when I began to hear my life through the voice of others. I could hear how I covered my shame, my hurt; how I kept it all inside. It was then in my recovery, in the voice of others did I realize I was not alone in my quest to conceal what I feel. Through the epiphany of recovery and acceptance, I realize my pangs of emotional turmoil were not mine alone. I am one among many who created an illusion of solitude. I am not alone…you are not alone – we are not alone. Self Recovery is Beautiful & so are You!!!
Namaste’…My soul honors your soul…my Spirit is one with your Spirit. We are Angels of the Universe and our Reflections are One, in…lifelightlove*anita.